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"Trust me hyung, the sandwiches at this place are out of this WORLD!" Taehyung enthused while drumming his fingers on the steering wheel excitedly.
Yoongi tried not to sigh outwardly. He had no idea why his co-worker (and deskmate) Taehyung had to drag him 15 minutes away from the office by car for lunch, when there were perfectly acceptable food options just within their building. Those had worked fine for years. And...well, there used to be another reason for a too short span of time. Yoongi promptly shifted his train of thought to more practical matters.
His mind was lost deep in the presentation slides he had been in the midst of preparing earlier when the car pulled into a tiny parking lot. A very tiny parking lot. Yoongi eyed the only sign board on the wall, lit up in an indecently bright green neon.
"You. Brought us to. Subway." Yoongi said slowly in disbelief. He turned towards Taehyung to express his dismay, but the other's body was already halfway out the vehicle. The car door slammed shut, before the one at Yoongi's side was yanked open without warning.
"Come on hyung! Aren't you hungry?" Taehyung grinned, seemingly not taking any interest in Yoongi's unimpressed face. Resigned to his fate, he followed Taehyung's lead into the store.
The second they stepped through the entrance, a cheery voice rang out.
"Welcome to Subway!"
Yoongi turned his attention to the source of the voice - and almost tripped over his own feet.
"Hyung! Let me know what you want, my treat!" Taehyung called out from somewhere in the store. Yoongi didn't respond; he simply kept staring there with a faint smile on his face.
"Yoongi hyung, it's your turn!"
There was a snort and a giggle, and Yoongi jerked and turned his head to see Taehyung already in front of the cashier. A boy with pink hair held Taehyung's sandwich. Pink Hair failed to hide a laugh as he nudged the only other employee behind the counter.
"Hoseok, could you help serve the next customer please?" Pink Hair asked while eyeing Yoongi meaningfully.
Hoseok bit on his bottom lip and nodded, his eyes darting everywhere but Yoongi's face. They stood in awkward silence for a moment.
POP!
Taehyung burst open a bag of crisps dramatically. He noisily crunched a mouthful while mumbling. "Hurry up hyung, before the ice in my soda melts."
"Hey," Yoongi attempted lamely, "I didn't see you at the coffeeshop at er, the office, for a while. I, er, wondered where you went."
Hoseok finally met his gaze. "Ah, yeah. I erm. I got fired. So I work here now."
Yoongi's heart dropped. "What do you mean fired? The coffee you made was great!" And so are you, his mind helpfully supplied. He resisted and said instead, "I always er, couldn't resist the free refill."
The boy in front of him rubbed a hand on the back of his neck sheepishly. "Well you see, ah..." he trailed off.
"There isn't free refills at the coffeeshop, hyung." Taehyung suddenly interrupted. By now he was done with the crisps and was sharing his soda with Pink Hair, two straws in one cup (when did THAT happen?).
A beat.
"Oh," was all Yoongi could manage as the realisation sank in.
"Yeah," Hoseok breathed out quietly, face turning a little red. "Erm, can I get your sandwich order?"
The next few minutes was a blur as Yoongi ordered his meal on autopilot, his mind a whirl of thoughts. When he reached the cashier, Hoseok read off the price. "$9.30. Would you like anything else?"
"Yes," Yoongi blurted, "You. I, your. I mean..."
Hoseok's eyes widened while two voices were heard snorting in amusement in the corner. Yoongi took a deep breath.
"Your number. I would like your number. In case you...erm, well, I..."
Slim fingers slipped a phone into Yoongi's hand. Hoseok was smiling widely, albeit a bit embarrassed. "I'll give you mine if you give me yours?"
Yoongi ignored the giggles from somewhere as he quickly pressed in the right digits. "Yeah that would be great, text me sometime? Maybe? If you know, have time?" Yoongi clamped his mouth shut before he could ruin himself even further. He grabbed the paper bag from the counter and turned on his heel and hurried out of the store.
Taehyung shouted back over his shoulder as he chased after his co-worker. "Thanks guys, we'll be back!"
The drive back to the office was silent as Yoongi stuffed the sandwich into his mouth in a failed bid to stop thinking of a certain someone.
As they pulled back into the office building, Yoongi's phone vibrated with a new message notification.
?: Hi Yoongi hyung, it's Hoseok :) hope you can text me when you have time?
Yoongi couldn't stop the wide grin forming on his face. Taehyung glanced at him from the side with a tiny look of triumph which the other didn't catch as he was too busy typing away on his phone.
Me: Hi Hoseok :) don't worry, I'll always make time for you :))